Page 11 of Sheriff's City Girl

My hand ran over his erection, and I undid his belt buckle at record speed. His cock bounced free, and I broke our kiss, taking in the sight of the thick shaft. My pussy ached with desire, wanting the dick of a man I barely knew deep inside of me. It was by far the wildest thing I’d ever done.

I considered dropping to my knees, tasting it for myself, but Mason was quicker in undoing my jeans. He jerked them and my underwear down around my legs, and I managed to kick them—and my boots—off the rest of the way, exposing my entire lower half.

“Fuck, those hips,” Mason groaned, pulling my almost bare body to him. His lips landed on my neck as his fingers slid along my bare abdomen, not stopping until his hand slid between my legs. “And you’re so wet.”

His deep voice turned me on, and I could hardly breathe as his thumb rubbed my clit. Bringing my body quickly to an edge that I hadn’t experienced at the hand of another in so long.

“Fuck me,” I whined into the side of Mason’s head as he sucked some of my skin into his mouth. It stung just enough that I knew there’d be a hickey, but that thought only seemed to turn me on more—and I wanted him right then. “Please just fuck me.”

He let out a sexy grunt as I tugged at his hair. “I gotta find a condom,” he said in a rushed voice. One of his hands left mine, pulling his wallet out of the back of his jeans. Fumbling with it, he finally dug out a foil packet.

“That looks worn,” I panted, not that I cared in the slightest.

“It’s been there a long time,” he chuckled unevenly, ripping it open. I plucked it from the foil and stretched it over his cock, loving the sharp breath that came from him in response. “God, I want you so bad,” he growled, sweeping me up off my feet…

And planting my pussy right down on his cock.

I let out a cry from the sudden penetration, but it stimulated me in just the right place, rubbing my g-spot. I had never had that sort of feeling before, and so I began to squirm against it, rocking my ass as I rode the pleasure.

“You like this?” he murmured in my ear, his hot breath tickling my neck. His strong arms began to bounce me up and down and my lips found his again, heightening the arousal. I knew that it was only a matter of minutes before I exploded, and so I let my body work in rhythm with his.

“Ooh, oh, oh,” I moaned into his mouth, my orgasm coming faster than I expected.

“Oh shit,” Mason let out a loud groan, stumbling forward and pinning me against the wall as my pussy pulsed down on his dick. He pumped into me a few more times after I came down before his entire body tensed and I felt his cock release inside of me.

Oh my god, I just had a random hook up.

The reality slammed into me before he had even pulled out, but the moment my feet hit the floor, I went grabbing for my clothes, avoiding the kiss that he was leaning in to give me.

“Uh…” Mason’s eyes went wide as I rushed past him. “Are you… okay?”

I slid into my jeans, pulling them up and ignoring the tingling after sensation from his large cock and my orgasm. “I… I think you should know that I don’t do that kind of stuff.”

“It’s okay. We just got a little caught up,” Mason said coolly, tossing the condom into the trash can after buttoning himself back up.

I hated the fact that him standing there shirtless was so freaking hot, and as I slipped on my jeans, my mind started spinning. I wasn’t in the place for a relationship—I was focused on my business—and I had no idea what kind of guy Mason even was. Didn’t Lily say that he was the most unavailable guy ever? Did he just fuck women and leave them?

“Emma…” his voice trailed off as he took a step forward. “Can I get you some water or something?”

I shook my head. “I… I don’t do this sort of thing. I’m sorry. That shouldn’t have happened.” I shoved him and ripped the door open, not even able to bring myself to look back at him.

I hope I just didn’t ruin my reputation in this town.

Chapter Five

Mason

Thud, thud, thud…

I grabbed my throbbing head, letting out a groan. I didn’t even attempt to open my eyes. Rolling over to my stomach, I buried my face in the pillow, the pressure of my downward force relieving the migraine. It wasn’t the few beers that I’d had the night before…

“Another migraine?” Jess’s voice sounded distant in the moment. I heard the pill bottle open, and my daughter’s footsteps across the hardwood floors of our cabin grow closer. “Here,” she nudged my shoulder. “You know that if you just take the medicine now, the headache will be gone in just a few minutes.”

I knew she was right, but ever since the accident, when these headaches came on, they were debilitating. However, I still had to get to work and get Jess to school.

Maybe stop by Emma’s café.

I grimaced at the idea that had popped up in my head unwanted. Well, I wanted to visit Emma—hell, I wanted a repeat of last night…

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